SuperSN's Journal of Eclectic Dreams

Dream 1:

I can't remember much of it, but we were going on a ski trip from our house with Bill Eddy, my friend's father, and we were having a lot of trouble getting our shit together. I argued with my brother quite violently at one point, and I may have attempted to choke him. This is very disconcerting to me.

Dream 2:

Churchball, for those of you who don't know, is basically basketball with some very slight rule alterations and played casually by members of the LDS Church. It can get pretty serious depending on where you go, even so far as stake-wide tournaments on Saturdays. In my dreams, I wasn't playing churchball, but I was playing basketball and it was in the gym of the church. I'm pretty sure our coach was Will Smith. On the field there were these spots with numbers on them. The first number was the row it was in, and the second number the column. So, the number 74 spot would be row 7, column 4. One of the members on our team ordered each of us onto a spot, and should the ball come to or near our spot, it was our responsibility to deal with it, like volleyball. I was placed in a few critical places and I failed my job every time. I've never been good at basketball.

After a while, I went into a small room on the back of the gym. In there was Conan O'Brien. He asked me a few questions about ex-Mormons and skiing and whatnot.

I was either in Seattle or Portland, it was hard to tell from underground. I was walking with my family away from some sort of transportation terminal, I think. In the last hallway to the door to outside, we passed a girl (guy?) I knew from Georgia named Devan. She was walking with someone that looked very similar to her, and was either her boyfriend or a cousin. I said hi and asked her why she was in Seattle/Portland. I never got an answer. In any case, she was walking toward us but decided to walk with us.

We got outside, and we were in a parking lot. It was barely before the crack of dawn, and I think the time of day changed wildly throughout the course of the dream. My father immediately ran out in front of 2 cars in a line and ordered them to stop, because he had an orange caution vest on. They stopped only a foot or so away from my dad. I ran after him, asking him "why are you being such an asswad?" He was rummaging through the trunk of his Outback, but stopped and jumped in the driver's seat. I got into the passenger side backseat. He drove a very short distance to a pair of pink jeeps, and began to jack one of them. The second pink jeep mysteriously disappeared. I asked dad why he had to be jacking such a gaudy and obvious to find car. He must of listened to me, because he stopped jacking the car and got into the passenger seat. I looked back at the first pink jeep and it was also gone, disappeared into thin air. I assumed by previous position in the Outback. Dad shifted the car into drive, and off we were.

For some reason, I could steer the car, sorta. Not every well. But even more miraculous, there was a brake on the passenger side of the car and my legs were JUUUUST long enough to reach it with my toes. Since we were driving in the parking lot and dad didn't have any intention of slowing down, I tried numerous times to brake and avoid cars and walls. For the most part, other cars could avoid us but the wall could not. Dad said he'd put the crash into the wall on his tab. The dream ended from my alarm.

I was sitting on a beach with some people who I didn't know, but were apparently my family. There was a black table with a vertical lip around it in front of me. In the table, there were areas of red sand. I noticed that Dan from Extra Credits was sitting to the left of me, and he began explaining that the table was a representation of the world, and that you could push stuff off the edges and it would be gone forever. He said that the people of the desert in the south screwed themselves over by doing this. They lost a huge portion of their land, and basically became an island nation, instead of a huge sprawling desert nation. He also explained how heroes and their legends were localized to very specific areas, but I wasn't listening very hard on that part.

My "father" saw a green X mark on the ground forward and to the left of me, and decided he wanted to dig it up. I don't know if there was anything special there, because I decided to dig up another green X further away from the water's edge. The wind was blowing really hard though, and there was a woman sitting right next to the X. Because of my positioning, I couldn't dig the sand without the wind either blowing it back to where it was or blowing it into the woman.

Next thing I know, I'm underwater open-air restaurant. There were a bunch of naked ladies swimming around, they were waitresses. I wanted to eat, but they only served 2 things, a $40 4 course meal or a $20 sandwich of the remains of the chicken they used to make the 4 course meal, and they fried those. I swam over to a lady with blonde hair and complained about the prices, but she scoffed at me and gave off the vibe that I wasn't rich enough to even be here. I got mad and demanded a seat, and then the dream ended.

This was a weird dream. Like, a REALLY strange dream. The dream started out and I was a soldier in a military base. Someone said to look up, and everyone did. We saw a bomb falling through the air, heading toward the base. Unlike my comrades standing around me who were freaking our, I calmly and quickly started running away from the base, as anyone would do. I remember I was breathing pretty hard and that was the focus of my attention. The vague group of people I was running with looked back, and we saw the bomb nearing the ground. I found a rock I could crouch behind. The bomb dropped, and I could see and hear the dust blowing over the rock. I passed out.

When the dream resumes, I am in an arena of sorts with fighting between alien-like creatures who could turn invisible and the soldiers, us. It seemed very similar to the game Natural Selection. There was a young Hispanic man next to me who had a buzz cut. He told me to follow him, and I did. We passed through a circular room with some multicolored plunger-looking things lined around the edge. We turned left after going through the room and the man killed some aliens. Along the way I asked him how he survived the bomb, to which he replied, "I don't like to think about it." We eventually reached a green plunger, and I intuitively knew this was an objective for victory. It saw us and started hopping toward us. We motioned it to follow us and we trekked back to our base. In the room with the bases, for each color there was a base that looked somewhat similar to a convention booth. There were 4 people standing on one side of the booth, the one closer to the wall, and in front of each of them was a computer. There was a small barrier, and then sat the soldiers like myself. It seemed that they were awaiting orders. In any case, as we walked to the green base on the top right corner of the room, we were forced to pass the other bases. They all glared at us, because we were the first ones to bring back a victory token (point? doesn't matter) I initiated a high-5 all around with my green partners and me and the Hispanic man were off again.

One way or another, I got separated from the Hispanic man. I found a small alcove and tried to crawl inside. I must have shrunk down in size, but I didn't realize it at the time. I was crawling around this complex of dark damp corridors, trying to find 3 black boxes with a futuristic looking pattern of blue bands on them. I was fooled by many boxes that were black and had a pattern, but were not blue. Eventually I reached a man in a mystical looking cloak and hooide who seemed to be expecting me (at this point I believe I grew back to my original size). He was levitating 7 balls of orange light in his hands. Mesmerized, I walked up to him. He asked if I wanted them, and before I could say yes, he took back his hands and either hid or made dissapear the balls of orange light. "Nuh uh uhhh", he mocked. From the shadows the the left of us crawled a giant spider. I saw the spider and said, "Please. If I'm going to die, make it as painless as possible." She immediately reached around me and stung me with an enormous stinger. I grew faint instantly, and with a few of her legs she caught me and held me in a bridal/princess carry.

...This, but at an easier angle. I tried to feel where I had been stung to feel the stinger itself sticking out of me. It was probably as long as my entire legs. She explained to me that I would grow faint, my blood wold clot up, and that I'd die easy. I was comforted by that. Another creature came out from the shadows to the left of us, this time looking like a male version of Nina from Fullmetal Alchemist...



...Who stood upright, but still had the mane that Nina had. He begun to reenact some romantic scene with the spider. It was obvious that the chimera-thing and the spider were in some sort of romantic relationship. During their reenactment, my vision flashed between what was in front of me and the monsters replaced by actual human beings, doing the same things but underwater (for some odd reason). I couldn't see the human equivalent of the chimera, but the spider was a woman with brown hair and was wearing a white nightgown from the 1800s-ish.

This is when my alarm rang and woke me up.